Jian Yuelan was speechless, "This is not the same thing at all."
"Tell me."
Yuan Wei asked in a serious tone.
Jian Yuelan couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "The masters in your factory are paid, but I'm not an employee of your factory."
What does she have? Nothing.
In the 1970s, when awareness of patents and copyrights was weak, it was not like later generations where one could take the path of base salary plus commission.
It's all a buyout.
"In short, your price is definitely not enough."
Yuan Wei thought for a moment, "How much do you want?"
“This number.”
Jian Yuelan stretched out her hand and shook it. Yuan Wei swallowed hard, "Fifty?"
What good things are you dreaming of? Even fifty ghosts wouldn't do it.
A polyester-card top costs 25 yuan plus a special textile roll, and the price is even more expensive without a ticket.
She would be crazy to come up with fifty designs.
"Seven times."
“???”
Yuan Wei was stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief, "Do you know how much a regular employee earns these days?"
"Know."
But what does this have to do with her? She has no intention of working in the factory.
"The value created by a job is limited, but mine is different."
She said confidently, "The value created by a piece of clothing I create is definitely higher than that of a regular worker, and it will drive all aspects of life."
As she spoke, she recounted in detail some inside stories of the garment factory.
Each of her points hit Yuan Wei's nails, causing sweat to break out on his forehead. After she finished, he hesitated and asked, "Does anyone in your family work in a garment factory?"
"Some of my classmates work in a garment factory."
Yuan Wei suddenly understood, no wonder he knew it so clearly.
"That price is definitely not acceptable. It's too high."
"Then there's nothing to discuss."
Anyway, she won't sell at a low price. If she really can't make it, she will open her own shop after the reform and opening up.
"Think about it again."
"Not considering it."
She was firm in her attitude. Yuan Wei looked at Ye Linxing and the others for help, but no one paid any attention to him.
The old man smiled and said, "You are very optimistic about Xiao Jian's drawings."
"Watch it."
Yuan Wei did not hesitate and was extremely optimistic.
His intuition told him that once their factory started producing clothes according to Jian Yuelan's drawings, Ancheng Garment Factory would become famous very quickly.
This is an era lacking in beauty. Clothes are monotonous in style and color, and most people dress randomly.
But the style drawn by Jian Yuelan was different. She indicated the fabric required for the clothing, the detailed dimensions, and a complete set of drawings.
If such a style is made, not only will it look good and elegant when you buy a set, but it will also be comfortable to wear for many years.
"Stupid, if you can't make the decision, go talk to your factory manager. There's really no point in arguing with Xiao Jian here."
The old man gave him some advice, "She's very determined. Either you agree to her price or there's no point in talking. If you're optimistic about it, then you can only negotiate with your boss."
Yuan Wei thought it made sense.
"Can't you go back tomorrow?"
Jian Yuelan looked at Ye Linxing and said with a smile, "We won't go back. We will stay with grandpa and grandma for two days."
"Then I'll come back tomorrow."
Yuan Wei finally let go of the worry in his heart. As long as the person was still there, there was still hope.
There is no need to worry. He can think carefully about how to convince the factory director and obtain the greatest benefits for the factory.
"Wait for good news."
After sending Yuan Wei away, the old man couldn't wait to ask her, "How much did the Yuan family boy pay?"
Jian Yuelan raised a finger, "A finger of great unity."
Ye Linxing was immediately furious, "Why doesn't he just take advantage of the situation?"
A picture of great unity, who are you looking down on?
"Not really. At least he gave us a card of great unity."
Jian Yuelan wasn't angry at all, and was in the mood to joke, "I think Yuan Wei shouldn't be in the production workshop, he should go to the sales department."
The old man was at a loss for words. "Xiao Yuan isn't that wicked. I guess it was his factory manager's idea."
No matter whose idea it is, a big unity will definitely not work.
This is insulting. She would rather not make the ten dollars than sell it at a low price.
"We'll know the result tomorrow."
So, this topic came to an end.
The next afternoon, Yuan Yuan arrived sweating profusely. He did not come alone, but brought the factory director with him.
The factory director is Lu Guowei, who is in his early 50s. He looks so majestic that he doesn’t look like a factory director. Instead, he looks like a general who can carry a gun and go to the battlefield at any time.
She has a strong aura and is serious, and her expression is as expressionless as Ye Linxing's in front of other women.
Director Lu is a retired military officer. Perhaps due to the habits he developed during his many years of military career, he has a very efficient and effective style of doing things.
After introducing himself and greeting the old man and the others, he went straight to the point and started chatting with Jian Yuelan.
The topics we talked about were all related to the clothing industry, from fabrics to styles.
Then, he agreed to Jian Yuelan's price, but with a condition.
"You need to help design a set of clothes that can show the spirit of government officials."
Jian Yuelan hesitated for two seconds, "Work clothes?"
"The two will meet."
He spoke briefly and to the point, and Jian Yuelan understood immediately.
The so-called two fairs are the China Import and Export Fair.
It is held in Ancheng twice a year.
The events are held in April and May in spring, and October and November in autumn.
Calculating the time, it’s only a few months away from the start of spring.
"Can."
She nodded. "I can draw it on the spot."
Director Lu's eyes suddenly lit up. Oh my god, Comrade Jian is really a jack of all trades.
She can design, draw and do things. What else can't she do?
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